Former Playboy Playmates Part 6: Julianne’s Medicine - Sex Stories

Former Playboy Playmates Part 6: Julianne’s Medicine

... grabbing her waist, pulling her against his opened pants. Still kissing him in the rain, she slid her fingers into his boxer shorts, slowly pulling them down. She bent at the knees, never taking her mouth off Greg’s, helping him step out of his pants. She slowly stroked his cock, still at full strength. The power came back on. A streetlight in between her and the neighbor’s house came back on, shining thought the gap between the two homes, providing a little light for them. Julianne ended the kiss, took a step back, eyes on her Greg, and she slowly pulled her dress up and over her head. She unhooked her bra, letting it fall the grass, then stepped out of her panties. Greg looked over her naked, glistening body. Their eyes met, she ran her fingers through her wet hair, and a soft smile came over her face. Greg lunged at her, grabbing her, kissing her, her arms wrapping around his neck. He picked her up, holding her by her ass, their tongues dancing. With her legs wrapped around his waist, he guided his cock back inside her, momentarily stopping their kisses to look at her face. “Ready?” “Uh huh,” she replied. Greg resumed kissing her. She felt so good, gliding up and down his shaft, almost too good. He paused his gentle bouncing, going to his knees, lowering her on to her back in the wet grass. “Ah! Greg,” she moaned, running her nails up and down his wet back. He kept working, rolling his hips into her, driving his cock in as deep as he could. “So, so, good,” he managed to ...

... say. His mother kissed him again, holding him in place while he thrust in and out of her. Moments later, he rolled over, taking her with him. “I’ll never hurt you.” “I know,” she said, kissing while they made love. Rolling around a few more times, trading the top position, then landed in the newest, unfinished part of the garden. Greg felt the soft mud on his back, ignoring it he kept kissing her. “You’re my lady. Forever,” he said. Julianne’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, while Greg licked at her neck. “I know. This is so wrong, but so good.” Greg rolled back on top of her, this time her back covered in mud. Their weight, mixed with his powerful thrusts, caused an indentation in the mud. “I can’t last much longer,” Greg said. “Then cum,” she kissed him again, “cum in me.” Greg rose to his knees, taking his cock-impaled mother with him. Lightning flashed in the distance, rain kept pouring on the, Greg began bouncing her, working toward filling her with cum. “Ahh yes! Yes!” she cried, her own orgasm building. “I love you!” he said over and over again, his balls tightening. “I love you too! I’m yours,” she cried out into the night. “Not yet!” Greg said, seconds away from climaxing. “Ahhh!” he moaned, his cock erupting, filling his lady with his seed, truly making her his. Coming off their mutual orgasm, they slowly went to their side, kissing each other on the way down. He held her, kissed her, not speaking for several minutes. “Let’s go inside,” she smiled weakly. ...